I Never Knew What Time It Was

I Never Knew What Time It Was

David Antin


during this sequence of intricately comparable texts, across the world identified poet, critic, and function artist David Antin explores the event of time—how it's felt, remembered, and acknowledged. those free-form speak pieces—sometimes referred to as speak poems or just talks—began as improvisations at museums, universities, and poetry facilities the place Antin was once invited to come back and imagine out loud. severe and playful, they circulate speedily from willing research to robust storytelling to passages of natural comedy, as they vary kaleidoscopically throughout Antin's studies: within the long island urban of his adolescence and formative years, the japanese Europe of friends and family, and the recent York and Southern California of his paintings and literary occupation. The author's research and abrasive comedy were defined as a mixture of Lenny Bruce and Ludwig Wittgenstein, his dedication to verbal invention and narrative as a fusion of Mark Twain and Gertrude Stein. Taken jointly, those items offer a wealthy oral historical past of and demanding context for the evolution of the California paintings scene from the Nineteen Sixties onward.

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